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The Death Eaters in secret were pleasantly surprised to find during this month that what they needed were miraculously gathered together, whether it was information about the Soul Cup War or Lord Voldemort's precious items and summoning rituals. They originally thought that it would take a long time to collect things, but they were collected in just one month as if with the help of God. They only needed a suitable candidate to resurrect the supreme lord.

And this person was finally chosen by Peter Pettigrew who escaped from Azkaban. In fact, he and other Death Eaters were very unwilling to do so. Fanatical Death Eater Barty Crouch Jr. and others were not happy why such a supreme honor as resurrecting the master fell on the dirty and lowly Peter Pettigrew, while Peter Pettigrew didn't know why he was the only candidate among the Death Eaters who met the requirements for the summoning ceremony, since he was so weak.

Little do we know that all these choices are the choices of fate.

January passed in a flash, and when the final exam week was about to begin, the last game of the Triwizard Tournament began, and the official start of the Soul Cup War also slowly kicked off.

Chapter 108. The Third Game

The upcoming Triwizard Tournament slightly diluted the tense atmosphere in Hogwarts, and the young wizards also took this opportunity to relax their tense nerves caused by preparing for the final exams and house competitions.

Under the organization of professors and prefects, the young wizards went to the edge of the Forbidden Forest in an orderly manner to watch the Triwizard Tournament. The venue for this competition, which would determine the rankings of the Triwizard Cup, was chosen near the Forbidden Forest. Of course, this did not mean that the content of this competition was to explore the Forbidden Forest.

Although the Forbidden Forest is somewhat dangerous, that is only for young wizards in the lower grades. This can be seen from the fact that in the original book, Harry, Ron and others were able to escape from the Forbidden Forest in the second grade. In fact, as long as senior students in the sixth and seventh grades are well prepared, the Forbidden Forest is no more dangerous to them than ordinary people visiting a wild primitive park.

The Forbidden Forest, which can be safely explored by senior students, is naturally impossible to be used to test the brave men. The venue of this competition is actually a super maze that has been carefully arranged by many wizards.

After a month of hard work by hundreds of elite wizards, the result was a super maze the size of dozens of football fields, five or six meters high, filled with countless traps and dangerous magical creatures.

Every inch of the maze has been reinforced with magical power, no-fly magic has been added to the sky, and the ground has also been reinforced. It can be said that any route to break through violently or take shortcuts are all locked. The only way to find the top three trophy is to rely on the brave heroes to slowly explore the maze.

The entire maze is intricate and has many dead ends. In order to find the place where the trophy is hidden, in addition to strength and wisdom, you also need a little bit of luck. If you are unlucky, even if you have the advantage of being a novice, you may lose because of one or two dead ends.

Finding the trophy does not mean victory, because the team that finds the trophy needs to carry the trophy out of the maze to win, and during the movement, the trophy will automatically emit a magic firework every two minutes to mark its location. Teams from other schools can intercept it halfway, and as long as they can get out with the trophy, they are the winner.

The game started with a flash of magic, and Hogwarts, as the team with the highest score, was given the privilege of entering ten minutes earlier.

After entering the maze, Roy, Harry and the others looked at each other skillfully and tacitly, and they all knew what each other meant, which was to act separately.

Brother Xun said it well, wild beasts always travel alone, while cattle and sheep travel in herds.

The four people present were all very strong and confident that they could get out of the maze with the trophy. The only problem in front of them was how to find the trophy quickly.

Before coming in, Roy and his friends knew that there were some puzzles and clues left by the wizards who designed the maze. As long as they cracked and found them, they would be able to follow the clues to find the location of the trophy.

The little wizards outside the venue started to talk about it after seeing through the magic projection that the brave warriors of their own academy began to act separately and fight on their own. Of course, considering that the four of them had extremely high reputations in the school, most of the discussions were of good-natured approval, and the few little wizards who disagreed did not show it, but chose to remain silent. The experience of the past few years has taught them that expressing opinions too early will often be slapped in the face by facts.

After Roy and the others walked separately for a few minutes, they encountered magical creatures and traps that blocked their progress.

Among the four people, Harry was the most unlucky. He was the first to encounter an obstacle. Standing in front of him was a ten-foot-long white-gray blast-tailed skrewt. The sparks spewing from its tail and the huge clamps that kept making collision sounds showed that it was not someone to be trifled with.

Harry held a sword in one hand and a stick in the other, looking at the Blast-Ended Skrewt in front of him with a bit of excitement. As a qualified Gryffindor student, while he developed strong muscles and superb swordsmanship, he also learned some of Gryffindor's bad traits, such as poor direction.

I still remember that when he was in first and second grade, Harry was still a cute boy and he still remembered how to get around. But as time went by, he became less and less familiar with the roads. He was fine in familiar places, but if he came to an unfamiliar place, no one knew where he would end up. I remember one time during the summer vacation, Harry was clearly going to Diagon Alley, but he ended up in Knockturn Alley in a daze and was targeted by several dark wizards. That day, Harry hacked his way out of Knockturn Alley with a sword in his hand.

So as a person with poor direction, finding his way through the maze was undoubtedly a very arduous task. He had been going around in circles in the maze for a long time. The reason why Harry was excited was that he saw an envelope fixed on the back of the blasting-tailed skrewt. According to the rules of the competition, there should be clues about the location of the trophy hidden in it.

He drew his sword, raised his staff, and rushed forward. After lighting a fluorescent flash with his wand to illuminate his vision, Harry leaped with his sword and gave the blasting-tailed skrewt a huge leap.

"Clang, clang, clang."

Several loud metal-clashing sounds were heard in the maze. Harry's jumping and slashing left several deep sword marks on the skrewt's shell, which was harder than steel. Although these attacks broke the skrewt's defense, the tiny wounds were insignificant to the ten-foot giant.

So the blasting-tailed skrewt started to counterattack because of Harry's attack. A burst of flame suddenly erupted from its tail and attacked Harry who was close at hand.

Harry looked at the flames coming towards him without blinking, and with a slight wave of his wand, an invisible barrier appeared in front of him. He suddenly hit the flames with high temperature, and the intense heat caused an explosion. Harry's unharmed figure appeared in the smoke and flames.

“Is it only this strong?”

I don't know if it was because of Harry's slightly disappointed tone or if it was just the way it was, but after seeing that its attack didn't work, the blasting-tailed skrewt simply moved its body and swung its sharp pincers towards Harry, pinching him hard.

The Exploding-Tailed Skrewt's undisguised attack was fast and fierce, and it was aimed at Roy's neck. If he was caught, the consequences would be disastrous. However, although this attack was very dangerous, in the eyes of Harry, who had practiced both magic and martial arts for many years, this attack was pitifully weak.

Without using the sword, Harry slightly adjusted his angle and dodged the attack in an extremely delicate posture. At the moment when the skrewt was stiff, he took the sword and thrust it hard into a gap in the skrewt.

"Click."

Kill with one strike, the inside of that gap is one of the few vital points of the blasting-tailed screech. This vital point will only be briefly exposed for a few seconds when the blasting-tailed screech launches an attack, but a few seconds is enough.

After the blasting-tailed skrewt stopped moving, Harry endured the stench and took the envelope from its back. When he opened it, he found the clue to the trophy he needed.

At this time, the other three Hogwarts heroes also quickly solved the obstacles and obtained some clues to the trophy.

While Harry and his friends were slowly groping in the maze according to the clues, ten minutes later the warriors from the other two schools entered the field one after another and the competition became intense.

Chapter 109. Accident in the Finals

The brave men from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons did not choose to separate after entering the maze. Instead, they walked together tacitly. It seemed that the two teams were going to unite to deal with the Hogwarts team.

Their behavior made the young wizards watching the projection outside worry for the Hogwarts warriors. Durmstrang and Beauxbatons joined forces, which meant that Harry, Roy and others would need to leave the maze under the siege of eight people after finding the trophy. This was really worrying.

Durmstrang and Beauxbatons' actions are not over yet. In addition to joining together, they also have other actions.

"Seek the trace and reveal the hidden."

The four warriors from Durmstrang cast a spell together, releasing a tracking magic. Under the effect of the magic, the traces left by Roy, Harry and others were clearly revealed. On the Beauxbatons side, they once again took out an alchemical item, a pink magic compass, and began to prepare to find the Hogwarts team based on the traces.

From their skillful cooperation, it can be seen that the joint plan of the two schools is definitely well prepared, which makes the little wizards watching outside start to make noise.

"Cheating, this is cheating, how can we play this when we are illegally forming a team?"

"I have confidence in Senior Harry's ability, but it's too difficult for one person to fight eight people, all of whom are heroes!"

Naturally, students from other schools kept silent when they heard Hogwarts' complaints. After all, their school was already taking advantage and it would be stupid to jump out and mock Hogwarts.

However, the situation in the maze changed quickly. After the brave men from the two schools followed the traces for a distance, they discovered with grim expressions that the tracking path was divided into four roads, which meant that Hogwarts and his men had split up.

"Damn it, did they calculate this, or is this just a coincidence?"

Krum was in a dilemma when faced with four forks in the road. Their original plan was to follow the Hogwarts team and reap their success, and then ambush them eight against four when they returned to see if they could intercept them halfway. However, Hogwarts's division of forces made him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, this is not without advantages. If we act separately, it means that the possibility of them intercepting us is greatly increased. Eight people fighting against four people is likely to fail, but eight people fighting against one person is basically impossible to fail. We are all heroes, and although Hogwarts is stronger, it is not so bad that eight of us cannot beat one of you. So we just have to decide which path to choose.

Time was running out, so Krum and the others didn't hesitate for long. After a brief exchange with Fleur, they chose the road on the left. There was only one reason for this, and that was Fleur's intuition. Before entering the game, Madame Maxime quietly handed Fleur a small bottle of golden felicity potion and asked her to take it.

After two games, she realized that the warriors of Hogwarts were much stronger than her own warriors. It was beyond the ability of Fleur and the others to win the game by relying on their strength. If they were not strong enough, they could only make up for it with equipment. In order to get the first place, Professor Maxim spent a lot of money.

The potion of Luck Potion, which can increase luck in a short period of time, is a priceless treasure in the world. It is a high-level potion that can only be made by a potion master. Maxime is only qualified and has the means to access this kind of thing as the headmaster of Beauxbatons.

After Furong and the others made their choice, the maze in the distance roared. The noise was so loud that even the layers of trees and high walls could not block the huge sound.

"Did the brave hero of Hogwarts encounter another fire dragon? Why did he make such a big noise?"

Furong and her group quickened their pace on the road and couldn't help but guess secretly in their hearts after feeling the loud noise.

The one who made such a big noise was none other than Harry, who was now using powerful explosive magic to bombard the magic wall.

The clue Harry got from the Blast-Ended Skrewt was a one-quarter incomplete map of the maze route. Logically speaking, with a partial map it should be easier to navigate the maze, but Harry was a person with poor directions. He couldn't understand a one-quarter map, let alone a complete map. So it was the same as having no clue for Harry.

When he reached a dead end for the fifth time and was about to go back the way he came, Harry finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"If you can't find the way, then I can just make one."

When in doubt, just act recklessly. Gryffindor's tactical thinking that has been passed down for thousands of years is fully reflected in Harry at this moment.

Magic spells with enormous power continuously bombarded the dead end. Even though the high walls had been reinforced by magic, no matter how strong they were, they could not withstand the saturation bombardment for long. When Harry's eighth spell hit the wall, it was finally blown open, and bright light came from the other side of the wall.

"If it works, keep going."

Harry's eyes lit up when he saw that his method was feasible. He didn't even look at the map and went around in circles. He just used magic to blast out a straight road.

When Harry started to tear down the fifth high wall, the young wizards outside the venue couldn't help but hold their breath. With a God's perspective, they knew that as long as Harry blasted open the high wall in front of him, he would be able to get the trophy.

"Boom boom boom."

The sixth high wall was undoubtedly blown open by Harry skillfully. Just as Harry was about to step in, a burst of hurried and noisy footsteps came from behind him.

The people who came were Fleur and her group who had been following the trail all the way. Harry had chopped all the troubles on the way here, but all of them were cleared away by Harry with his wand in one hand and his sword in the other. Fleur and her group only needed to hurry on their way, so they naturally came quickly.

When Fleur and the others saw Harry, they naturally saw the trophy behind the wall. While they looked alert, they couldn't help but show joy on their faces. The Felixir was indeed a high-level potion with a good effect. The current situation could be said to be what Fleur and the others had dreamed of.

The trophy is right in front of them, and the powerful Hogwarts team of heroes only has one person left. Now all they have to do is defeat Harry and activate the backup plan of their "ally", and the champion of this Triwizard Tournament will be them, Beauxbatons.

When Fleur and the others saw Harry, Harry naturally also saw Fleur, Krum and the others who were illegally forming a team. The moment he saw Fleur and the others, Harry understood what he should do.

He definitely couldn't fight. Although Harry was confident that he could defeat these eight heroes, none of them were easy to deal with. It would be difficult to defeat them in a short period of time without killing them. It would also waste a lot of time. If time dragged on, he would not be facing these eight difficult heroes, but the other three perverts.

So Harry's plan was to run as soon as he got the trophy. As long as he ran fast enough, magic would not be able to catch up with him. The running speed of his long legs with magic was no joke.

In a flash, Harry had already arranged a series of battle plans in his mind.

With a few simple syllables and a wave of the magic wand, a spell flashing dangerous red flew straight towards Fleur, Krum and their team.

When they saw the curse coming, the brave warriors subconsciously released their armor to protect themselves and moved to avoid the curse. In the end, the curse did not hit anyone but fell in the middle of the team.

Before Furong and the others could relax and launch a counterattack, the spell suddenly took effect when it touched the ground, and the red smoke instantly obscured the vision of Furong and the others.

Oops, Harry fell into a trap and wanted to run away with the trophy.

But it was too late for the brave warriors to react now. After the smoke cleared, the trophy and Harry were gone.

The cooked duck just flew away. Krum was the first to react. He immediately cast a tracking and hiding spell. Harry certainly couldn't run far in such a short time, and it was still too late to catch up with him. However, after casting the spell, Krum was a little dumbfounded, because Harry's trace only appeared in front of the trophy, and there was no sign of leaving.

So where did Harry go?

This question not only occurred to Fleur's team, but also to the young wizards outside the field, because from the God's perspective, there was no trace of Harry or the trophy.

At this time, Harry, whose whereabouts were speculated by everyone, was taken to a prepared place - the Gaunt family cemetery - by the trophy made into a portkey, where his two "old acquaintances" were waiting for him.

Chapter 110. Harry's Revenge

There were clusters of dead trees in front of the desolate cemetery, and a cold atmosphere filled the entire cemetery. In front of a dug-up tombstone not far away, a dozen wizards in black robes were fanatically surrounding a handsome young man, and in front of the young man was boiling a pot of green potion with an ominous smell.

Harry, who was teleported here by the portkey, saw this somewhat strange scene at the first sight. He subconsciously wiped the Hogwarts badge on his chest without leaving a trace, then put down the trophy in his hand and wielded the sword and staff in a fighting stance.

The young man who was brewing the potion was none other than the seventh soul that the Death Eaters had secretly summoned through the Soul Cup ritual these days - Tom Riddle, also known as Voldemort. As the second generation Dark Lord, his characteristic was undoubtedly dark magic.

Voldemort looked at Harry who was holding a sword, and he was surprised to find that he actually felt a strong sense of threat from Harry. Although he was in soul form now and the magic power provided by Peter Pettigrew was very weak, he was a legendary wizard after all, and it would be easy for him to deal with a few Aurors even in this state.

"It seems that that hypocritical fellow Dumbledore has trained you very well, Harry Potter. Even if I were your age, I would not be as good as you. If you were given time, you might be able to reach my level. Unfortunately, you no longer have time. Today will be the day you die."

From the words and the aura of the visitor, Harry knew the identity of the young wizard in front of him. He was Voldemort, the murderer who caused the destruction of his family and the death of his loved ones, and also one of the wizard souls in the Soul War.

This, this is really great, thinking of his parents' blood feud, Harry burst into a violent aura, ever since he learned the real cause of his parents' death, the seeds of hatred were planted in Harry's heart, every time Harry couldn't hold on in the self-abuse training, hatred would make him hold on again.

Now that the enemy is right in front of us, what is there to wait for? Tooth for tooth, blood for blood, today is the day of revenge.

Although his heart was filled with murderous intent towards Voldemort, Harry did not rush up to engage in a wizard duel with Voldemort without thinking, but instead carefully observed the black-robed Death Eaters.

As the second summoner of the Soul Cup War, Harry's years of experience have given him a deep understanding of summoning souls. Because of the need to supply magic power, the wizard's soul and the Master are destined not to leave too far. Once they leave too far, the magic supply will be insufficient and the soul's strength will drop significantly.

Voldemort is indeed very strong, but for Harry, who has practiced hard for many years, it is not that he has no chance to kill him. His teacher is just a legendary wizard. As long as he summons his teacher, it will be easy to stop Voldemort. During this period, if he can find Voldemort's Master and kill him, then it will be Voldemort who will be killed today.

As for Voldemort's dozen Death Eaters, to be honest, Harry didn't take them seriously at all. If Harry was a turret wizard who simply relied on spell bombardment, the number of people might have a certain impact on Harry. However, Harry had a complete tutorial on the magic swordsman, and as long as he got close and attacked with a dozen wizards, it would only take him ten seconds at most to chop them down from beginning to end.

Ignoring Voldemort who was declaring his rebirth, Harry quickly found the person he was looking for among a group of black-robed Death Eaters, Peter Pettigrew, the innermost of the Death Eaters.

When he saw Peter Pettigrew, the shameful traitor, the calm string in Harry's mind broke.

After learning from his godfather Sirius that Peter Pettigrew was the real traitor, Harry's murderous intent towards him was even stronger than that of Voldemort. Traitors are always the most hateful. When he caught Peter, Harry wanted to use the Killing Curse on him. Unfortunately, in exchange for his godfather's freedom, he had to suppress the murderous intent in his heart and sent Peter to the corrupt Ministry of Magic, where they tried him and put him in Azkaban. Now when Harry sees Pettigrew here, the meaning of it is self-evident.

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other, especially when the enemy had escaped from their hands before.

Without the slightest hesitation, Harry burst into murderous intent. He raised his hand and summoned the Gryffindor teacher through the magic mark. After using the last soul spell to strengthen the teacher, Harry drew his sword and rushed towards the Death Eaters.

Harry completed this set of movements fluently in just two seconds. Gryffindor, who was suddenly pulled over, was worthy of being one of the four founders of Hogwarts a thousand years ago. He had a very high combat awareness and understood what he had to do the moment he saw the scene. He immediately found Voldemort and started a battle between good and evil spanning a thousand years. A battle at the level of legendary wizards was about to break out.

Red magic sword energy and green death spells were flying all over the sky. Powerful spells were blooming everywhere in the small cemetery. Fierce flames and frost torrents covered the entire cemetery. The dead trees turned into giant pythons, and the stone tablets turned into lions. Dozens of huge monsters were fiercely biting and strangling each other, while on the other side, Harry was fighting with a dozen Death Eaters alone.

The cemetery outside the old house of Gaunt in Little Hangleton was now divided into two battlefields. On one side was a grand scene of two legendary wizards fighting each other with equal strength, and on the other side was a bloody scene of a student suppressing a dozen dark wizards.

Harry launched a violent charge towards the Death Eaters with a sword in hand. When Harry rushed towards them, the Death Eaters were stunned at first and then laughed contemptuously at the same time. Is this the legendary savior? It was too stupid to charge like in a Muggle knight novel in a wizard duel.

However, the Death Eaters' contemptuous smiles soon froze after Harry passed through more than a dozen spells they jointly cast without any injury. Harry's skin seemed to have super high magic resistance like dragon skin, in fact, it was even tougher than dragon skin. Dozens of evil curses hit it and there was not even any reaction.

Although they did not use powerful dark magic because the Dark Lord had said that only he could kill Harry to announce his return, but after being hit by more than a dozen spells without any effect, it was too un-magical. However, they soon did not have to worry about whether Harry was magical or not, because Harry's sword was already within reach.

The silver sword was so fast with the help of magic that the invisible armor of the Death Eaters was cut through like a hot knife through butter. The sharp blade slashed across the fragile neck like a dragon. Blood dripped in the air as the sword rang, and as the blood spread over the three Death Eaters' bodies with disbelief in their eyes, they fell onto the cold stone slabs.

Seeing three of their companions fall down in the instant of the fight, the other Death Eaters instantly became more alert. While using Apparition to distance themselves, they also ignored their master's orders and used all kinds of dark magic at their disposal to hit Harry.

Death Eaters are able to become Death Eaters because they have some outstanding qualities, otherwise they would not be favored by Voldemort. When these people's lives were threatened and they began to fight back frantically, even Harry had to avoid their attack. His high magic resistance did not mean that he could ignore it. He was able to take it before only because the power was not enough. Now he had to be careful because of the frequent killing curses and evil curses. If he was hit by accident, even he would suffer serious injuries.

Harry used his nimble steps to move quickly in the rain of spells. If he couldn't avoid them, he would take them if they didn't pose a threat, or use his sword to chop away the bigger threats. At the same time, when Harry got close to the Death Eaters, he would suddenly seize the opportunity to wave his wand and fire two spells in response.

The Death Eaters could still hold out with Harry at first, but soon they couldn't take it anymore. The intense running and frequent Apparition to increase distance were too exhausting. Many of these Death Eaters were pampered people who might have high attainments in the Dark Arts but were useless in terms of physical strength.

Just when several Death Eaters were preparing for a tactical transfer, they were shocked to find that Apparition could not be used.

It's an anti-Apparition magic circle, but when was it set up? Looking at the panicked Death Eaters, Harry began to smile. As expected, although Roy's character was not good, his things were extremely useful. Just now, when he was running, he took the opportunity to set up a portable anti-Apparition alchemical magic circle. The opportunity he had been waiting for finally came.

In fact, Roy's anti-Apparition alchemical magic circle is not really an anti-Apparition spell. It just makes the spell more difficult. The Apparition that used to be activated in seconds may take eight or nine seconds to activate under its interference.